In the twilight of winter, at dusk, the wind is tight, and the clouds are thick. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The flocculent powder is turned over, lightly touching the forest, and the snowflakes are clear, burying the distant mountains.

Duan Hanyan, Jiang Xin Qiuyue, a big house, and a lot of money, since they said goodbye to Du Shenfei, Yucoo Xian, etc., in the Guanwang realm, and the hundreds of people in Jianfeng Village, holding the 50,000 taels of white flowers and silver given by the Illumination Society, let the horses under the seat rush in the snow, passing through the Tangmao boundary, passing through the top of the copper drum, looking at Yuanzhou.

Duan Hanyan and Jiang Xin Qiuyue walked in front, the house was big and there was a lot of money, and the hundreds of people in Jianfeng Village walked in the middle with a car loaded with silver taels.

And when they were walking until evening, they came to a place called Shiguchong.

I saw that the mountains were full of lifeless granite, and the few green pines that were sparse between the cracks in the rocks had also been covered by heavy snow.

In this place, you can neither hear the singing of the birds nor feel the traces of the pika, as if everything that has life has been far from the world.

The dusk when the black clouds are overpowering, the lifeless scenery, everything seems so lifeless and desolate, I wonder how many literati and artists can soothe the scene and shed tears of despair because of this?

But in Duan Hanyan's view, all this is so beautiful and poetic.

Most likely, he didn't see anything along the way.

Even if he saw it, he would never take it to heart.

Duan Hanyan is not a person who is easy to soothe the situation and then become pessimistic, he sometimes seems confused, and sometimes pretends to be confused. Especially when there is a beauty next to him who is a few points more beautiful than most beauties, his ability to pretend to be confused is a few points better than usual.

Jiangxin Qiuyue is beautiful.

In Duan Hanyan's opinion, he had never seen a girl like her.

Her red shirt, against the backdrop of snow, is like a blooming red lotus, pure and flawless.

In Tianzhu Kingdom, the red lotus has been a symbol of nobility and elegance since ancient times, so the red lotus is the "noble flower" of Tianzhu Kingdom.

In Duan Hanyan's mind, Jiang Xin's autumn moon is like a red lotus, and the red lotus is also like Jiang Xin's autumn moon, noble and cold.

Whether noble or beautiful, at least in Duan Hanyan's opinion, Jiang Xin Qiuyue was exactly the one he felt was the most suitable for him.

Duan Hanyan felt that her face was exactly the shape that Duan Hanyan liked, her eyes were just as bright as he liked, her skin also exuded the ideal luster in Duan Hanyan's mind, her figure was also very tall, just the height that Duan Hanyan liked, her legs were also very long, which was just the length that Duan Hanyan liked, her hips were slightly upturned, Duan Hanyan felt that the size of her hips was exactly the size he liked, and her breasts were also firm as peaks, Duan Hanyan felt that this size was just right, so that his palms could enjoy the most comfortable and pleasant feeling。

Thinking of this, Duan Hanyan couldn't help but look down at his hands.

His hands were a very good-looking hand, slender and fair.

But no matter how beautiful her hands are, they can't compare to Jiang Xin Qiuyue's hands, her delicate hands like spring shoots.

Duan Hanyan was looking at Jiang Xin Qiuyue's hand, and he could already see that even if there were a hundred or dozens of people behind him, he wouldn't care at all.

So no matter how desolate and desolate the scenery along the way is, it seems to have nothing to do with him at all.

A person who is in a good mood cannot see all this.

Although he feels that he is not a disciple who likes to look for flowers and ask willows to mess with flowers, he is by no means a moral gentleman like Yanagi Hui, let alone a sanctimonious hypocrite.

Duan Hanyan had seen many women, but there was really no one who could have such an attraction as Jiang Xin Qiuyue.

Yang Yuyan is already a very good girl, and she also clearly told Duan Hanyan that she likes him. But Duan Hanyan felt that in front of Jiang Xin Qiuyue, Yang Yuyan was completely a child who had not grown up.

At Duan Hanyan's age, what he needs is a woman who can make him more mature and masculine, not a child.

He is not old enough to have a child.

He was now very eager to be warmed by a woman, and he was quite confident that he could nourish the woman she loved.

Jiang Xin Qiuyue didn't look like a child anymore.

At least one child must not make Duan Hanyan think about it.

Duan Hanyan could already see that his only thought now was to moisten the woman in front of him as soon as possible.

He now feels that what he wants to do most is to follow the example of the literati he looks like in the book, and say to the women they like: "If you are merciful, you can kiss your skin, and you will be blind to death!"

But he didn't say it after all, because in such a place and in such a cold weather, it seems that it is not suitable to do this kind of "spring breeze blooming on cherry trees" thing.

So, he looked at Jiang Xin Qiuyue stupidly like this.

He had almost fallen off his horse several times, but he felt that it didn't matter if he fell headlong from his horse, or even stuck his whole head in the snow.

If Jiang Xin Qiuyue asked him about the reason for his fall, he thought that he would definitely tell her the real reason.

That's why he's thinking about her.

Duan Hanyan is not a person who is shy to express himself.

Walking in the back of the house, Yamato has a lot of money, maybe you can't see Duan Hanyan's expression at this time, but even if you see it, it doesn't matter, because they are already real men. Duan Hanyan felt that they, as his friends, would never laugh at a normal man's interest in women.

Only a real man would be so interested in a woman.

But until now, Duan Hanyan hadn't even fallen off his horse.

He also kept wondering why he didn't fall?

He thought about it for a long time, and it seemed that he finally figured it out.

Because if he fell off his horse, he would not see the woman he was infatuated with for at least a blink of an eye.

Jiang Xin Qiuyue also seemed to feel Duan Hanyan's fiery gaze, but she didn't turn red because of this, let alone look flustered and overwhelmed.

A murderous sword will become as stable as a rock in her hands, not to mention one or two invisible gazes?

So at this time, Jiang Xin Qiuyue was still at peace, although she would also glance at Duan Hanyan from time to time.

Duan Hanyan also wanted Jiang Xin Qiuyue to see what was on his mind, because his feelings for her were hidden in his heart.

The wind, getting stronger.

No matter how big the cold wind is, it can't blow cold the hot heart of Duan Hanyan at this time.

Duan Hanyan hummed a minor tune with his nose, and suddenly couldn't help but sing in a low voice, saying, "The eyebrows come, the eyes go, not just once." Love is harmonious, mouth is promised, not for a while. A thousand luck, ten thousand luck, by chance and you have to be in the same place. I wish I could get started in an instant, but you don't want to shirk when you get started......"

This was a rather explicit and slightly vulgar confession, but Duan Hanyan didn't care at all.

He felt that since a person was born in the world and lived in the world, there was no need to pretend to be elegant and look out of the world.

Jiang Xin Qiuyue frowned when she heard this, but she still looked at Duan Hanyan.

Although her eyes were angry, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

I don't know if her mood is angry or happy now?

Duan Hanyan couldn't understand her expression, and he couldn't guess her expression.

Since I can't understand it, I can't guess it. So he just looked, and didn't intend to guess at all.

Since I can't understand it, I can't guess it. He felt that it was right to continue doing what he wanted.

So he sang louder.

After singing a song, he still felt that he was not very happy, he scratched his ears and cheeks, remembered the song "Flirting" again, and then sang loudly: "Delicate beauty, I love you quite much." I can't wait to swallow you in one gulp. Thinking about it every day, struggling every day, it will eventually fail. Be bold and kiss you on the mouth. Thankfully, she didn't shirk ......"

Jiang Xin Qiuyue listened, but she was still not angry, but she suddenly loosened her reins and hit the horse.

The horse neighed and ran forward.

In the blink of an eye, her people and horses were ten feet away.

Duan Hanyan looked at Jiang Xin Qiuyue's back blankly, and looked at it for a long time before he stretched out his hand, looked at Jiang Xinqiuyue's back, and chanted loudly: "Twelve railings and seven treasure platforms, the spring breeze is shining everywhere." The peach trees in the east garden and the willows in the west garden, why not move them to one place to plant?"

He originally thought that Jiang Xin Qiuyue would also answer his love with a rhyme and a poem. Because the love stories of talented and beautiful women recorded in the book are all developed in this way.

Because he felt that in such snowy weather, love and poetry were more compatible.

He even quickly thought of a poem for Jiang Xin Qiuyue, this poem is like this: "I hate Zhu Yingtai the most in my life, why don't you want to open it? I hope that Lang Jun will be diligent and move the flower tree to the sun as soon as possible." ”

Even if Jiang Xin Qiuyue is in an excited mood now and can't make a poem for a while, Duan Hanyan feels that she can completely use a poem of the ancients to deal with it: "Persuade the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the monarch to cherish the youth." The flowers can be folded straight, and the branches must be broken without flowers. ”

But Jiang Xin Qiuyue did not go against him in reciting poetry, and she was elegant.

"Move your head, plant you a ghost. This is Jiang Xin Qiuyue's response to her fiery suitor.

A very short response, but also a very village response.

Duan Hanyan felt that such an answer was completely different from what was recorded in the book.

Duan Hanyan is not a person who easily feels disappointed, let alone a person who is easily depressed after being hit a little bit.

He burst out laughing.